The night of Chinese Valentine's Day is very quiet, the moon is like water, and the stars are far away. The moonlight shines into the house through the window, adding a lot of tenderness.
Situ Ce held Fu Qingchu in his arms and talked about the past that he had not mentioned.
"Ever since I can remember, my life has been very difficult. In addition to chopping wood, carrying water, and washing clothes, my mother also had to do some sewing for others. I remember when I was three years old, my mother wanted to make me a new dress for the New Year. , it hurt her eyes, and later her eyes became worse. What she was most afraid of was the rain, heavy rain outside the house and light rain inside the house."
When Fu Qingchu heard this, he couldn't help frowning, "Even if the Holy One can't control it, can't he control the Cui family?"
"If a monk has no connection with the people in the mortal world, can he still be called a monk?" Situ Ce sighed, "The first three years were the three years when King Qin monitored us the most strictly. If we live a better life, how can they rest assured?"
Fu Qingchu looked at him with a distressed expression and held his face, "I've wronged you."
Situ Ce also held her face and smiled nonchalantly, "It's all over."
"Later I grew up, and although my health was always poor, I was still able to help my mother with things. I pulled weeds, caught insects, and watered the vegetable garden. I did all these things. If I went to the market at the foot of the mountain and my mother went to sell cloth and shoes, she would also She took me down the mountain to buy some pen and paper and taught me how to write. If I got extra money from selling, my mother would buy me a piece of candy to try.
"When I was about three or four years old, my father secretly visited me once. I hid behind my mother and didn't dare to call him. When my father left, I hid behind the door and quietly watched him go away. I remember he said , he will definitely take us home. I don’t know what he means by home, but I just hope that he will come and he can bring me a lot of delicious food and fun."
Speaking of this, Situ Ce couldn't help but smile, "My mother hid those candies and pastries, saying that she could only eat one piece a day. Then maybe she forgot, and the pastries went bad. I watched them grow "It was a moldy pastry. I thought it would be fine, so I picked it up secretly. When I was about to eat it, my mother came over and threw it to me. I was so wronged that I cried loudly, and my mother also hugged me and cried."
Fu Qingchu had already burst into tears after hearing this. He hugged his neck and cried until he couldn't stop crying. She couldn't imagine that such a noble person as him could live such a life.
Seeing this, Situ Ce wiped her tears and coaxed her, "It's all over now. I won't cry anymore. Then life got better. My father and uncle were able to carry things for me. My adoptive father's son is also mine." Brother, he is not in good health. The fortune teller said that he has to become a monk to be safe. My life will be much easier when he comes.
"He and I have become good friends who talk about everything. When my family gives him something, he gives me half of it. He also said that the family will find a substitute for him. Once found, he will no longer have to stay at Qingyun Temple. Tell me to find one for me too."
Speaking of this, Situ Ce couldn't help but sigh, and his tone became heavier: "But before the substitute was found, he got malaria. The Zhang family took him home, and not long after, I also got the disease, with fever, I had cramps and almost bit off my tongue. My mother carried me down the mountain to seek medical treatment, but she was turned away because she had no money. She had no choice but to seek medical treatment at the door of Zhang's house."
"Why didn't you go find your uncle?" Fu Qingchu asked with a frown.
"The Zhang family hadn't moved here yet, and it was much closer to Qingyun Temple."
Hearing this, Fu Qingchu felt extremely distressed. He looked at him and said aggrievedly, "You have suffered."
Situ Ce sighed and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's all over. My mother begged the Zhang family, who also tried their best to take care of me. I finally got a ginseng tree and gave me half of it. Later, I survived. But my brother..." Speaking of this, Situ Ce choked up, "I was wondering, if all those ginsengs were given to my brother, would he..."
Fu Qingchu held his face and rolled up his sleeves to wipe his tears, but didn't know how to comfort him.
"He is the only son of my adoptive father. Later, my mother asked me to recognize his father as my adoptive father. In the early Qing Dynasty, I will provide for my adoptive father until his death." He looked at Fu Qingchu and said seriously.
Fu Qingchu hummed heavily, "I will accompany you to fulfill my filial piety."
Speaking of filial piety, Situ Ce couldn't help but think of the time when Fu Qingchu contradicted him because he was mourning his parents.
The human heart is made of flesh, and those who were killed and exiled were her biological parents.
She accompanied her to fulfill her filial piety, but what about her filial piety? How to finish it? At the very least, he couldn't answer her now.
He hugged Fu Qingchu tightly and kissed her temples, "Don't be sad, I still have Aye, you, and my adopted father and mother."
Hearing this, Fu Qingchu burst into tears, hugged him tightly and sighed heavily.
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After the Chinese Valentine's Day is the Hungry Ghost Festival, and this year autumn falls on the day of the Hungry Ghost Festival. This year's Hungry Ghost Festival is a big day. Firstly, it is to mourn the ancestors, and secondly, the grains are ready after the beginning of autumn. If the weather is good, it will be another good harvest year.
Praying for autumn harvest is a ritual that must be held at the beginning of autumn every year in Jing Dynasty. Because it is the memorial day of Queen Mingde, this day is particularly grand.
There are many green mountains outside the capital city, and the mountains are rolling like green barriers, surrounding the capital city among the mountains. The three main peaks among the mountains are the most famous. The three main peaks are lined up. The Yunya Peak and Xueling Peak on the left and right are lower than the Qingyun Peak in the middle.
The clouds and mountains are shrouded in mist, and the scenery is very beautiful.
Qingyun Temple is located at the top of Qingyun Peak, the top of all the peaks. Because Queen Mingde once became a monk here, its reputation gradually surpassed that of Ganye Temple, the largest temple in Jing Dynasty.
On this day, Emperor Yuanhe led his queen, princes, civil and military officials to Qingyun Temple to pray for blessings, and the host Yun Shen came to greet him personally.
Yun Shen is a Taoist nun who is over fifty years old. When Queen Mingde took her son to become a monk in Qingyun Temple, Yun Shen took great care of them. After Empress Mingde returned to the palace, she immediately promoted Yun Shen to be the host.
"Your Majesty has taken good care of Qingyun Temple over the years, and I am very grateful to him." Yun Shen bowed his head and thanked him, his face full of piety.
Emperor Yuanhe gave her a hand and said with a smile: "This is also Empress Mingde's wish. You don't have to be polite, fairy lady."
Speaking of Queen Mingde, Yun Shen sighed, lowered his eyes and said, "Your Majesty has a deep affection for Queen Mingde and his wife. Queen Mingde has a soul in heaven, and she will also express her gratitude to Your Majesty and bless Jingchao with good weather."
Emperor Yuan He responded lightly, "Let's go in first."
Yun Shen led everyone into the main hall, and Emperor Yuan He led the queen, princes, civil and military officials to burn incense and pray.
After praying, Emperor Yuanhe took the queen and the princes and princesses to pay homage to Queen Mingde. Yun Shen asked the little Taoist nun to prepare a vegetarian meal and wait for the emperor to have a vegetarian meal before returning to the palace.
Although Empress Mingde became a monk at Qingyun Temple, she was different from other Taoist nuns. The Cui family used all their connections to move her sister and nephew to a courtyard not far from Qingyun Temple so that their mother and son could have a happy life together. A clean place to live.
Fu Qingchu followed Situ Ce and entered the house where they lived at that time.
The house had obviously been repaired later and was not as dilapidated as Situ Ce said. In the main hall, where smoke curls up, the memorial tablet of Queen Mingde is enshrined. There is a portrait of Queen Mingde hanging in the middle of the room. In the painting, Queen Mingde has a calm expression and a smile. She really has the demeanor of a denominator.
After the princes and princesses paid their respects, Emperor Yuan He left Situ Ce to speak while the others withdrew and rested elsewhere.
Fu Qingchu was waiting outside the house. Situ Jian glanced at her before leaving. She immediately understood and told Cheng Hehe that he was changing clothes and hid.
Fu Qingchu walked out of the backyard and walked along the cobblestone road to the back of the mountain. The pine trees on both sides of the road blocked the sky, and the sun shone dappledly on the ground through the gaps between the leaves. Situ Jian stood in the pavilion at the end of the road, waiting for her.
"It's too risky here." Fu Qingchu looked at Situ Jian and frowned, "In case someone comes over."
Situ Jian didn't take it seriously, "After climbing all the way up the mountain, Lao Qi is too tired to move, let alone others?"
Even though he said this, Fu Qingchu was still a little worried, "Your Highness, please keep the story short."
Seeing that Fu Qingchu was worried, Situ Jian glanced behind her, pulled her wrist and went deeper into the forest.
"No one should be here anymore, right?"
This place is already in the back mountain forest, overgrown with weeds, and obviously few people come here.
Fu Qingchu glanced around and saw that no one was following him, so he said, "What do you want from me, Your Highness?"
"Can the things I gave you be used?" Situ Jian asked.
"If you take the medicine too hard, you will die. You have to do it step by step." Fu Qingchu said with a frown, "There is no rush."
"I'm afraid that the girl will be soft-hearted for a moment." Situ Jian said with a smile, "After all, along the way, I have seen that the second brother cares more about you than the princess."
Hearing this, Fu Qingchu couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and laughed, "If you think I'm not doing things well, your highness can find someone else."
Seeing that he had offended someone, Situ Jian quickly apologized and said, "Do you remember that Yun Shen?"
Fu Qingchu nodded, "What are your plans, Your Highness?"
"I have obtained Yun Shen's confession. She is now one of ours. Today she will mention the time when Empress Mingde took Situ Ce down the mountain to see a doctor, which aroused the Holy Emperor's suspicion. The girl went back and took the medicine harder. We will definitely recruit Yun Shen into the palace, and then we will get the stolen goods together." Situ Jian sneered, "Whether this is successful or not depends on the girl."
Hearing this, Fu Qingchu couldn't help but frown, "What if Yun Shen changes sides in the face of battle? After all, it was she who committed the crime of deceiving the emperor first, and then bites her back in the end. Is there any way out for Your Highness?"
"You don't have to worry about this." Situ Jian said confidently, "Yun Shen was not the only one who knew about this back then."
"Who else?" Fu Qingchu asked puzzledly. Apart from Yun Shen, the only person who knew about this back then was the doctor who treated him.
Could it be that the Zhang family also turned to Situ Jian? The one who died was the real prince, and the one who survived was the child of the Zhang family?
Even if this were the case, it would be impossible for the Zhang family to turn to Situ Jian.
That being the case, who else knows about this?
Situ Jian smiled and said, "I don't even know the girl."
"Your Highness, are you guarding against me?" Fu Qingchu asked with a smile.
"What are you talking about, girl? It's just that everyone's mission is different, and it doesn't matter. Even if something goes wrong, the overall situation can still be preserved."
Fu Qingchu curled his lips but said nothing. He then took out two pieces of paper from his sleeves and said, "I have been thinking about something recently. It is true that His Highness helped me get revenge, but most of it was just for use. Takatori Jinliang Gongzang I have seen a lot of things, and now I want to ask His Highness for some protection."
Hearing this, Situ Jian couldn't help but frown, "What guarantee?"
"These are two written documents, which are a letter of commitment from His Highness to me. If His Highness regrets after the completion of the matter, I will also have a threat." Fu Qingchu said with a smile while holding the written documents.
"That's not necessary." Situ Jian said with a smile, "How do I know what the girl does with this receipt?"
What if it was a trap set by Situ Ce?
Fu Qingchu received the note and said with a smile: "Your Highness is so wary of me, why can't I have someone by your side? It's okay not to sign, but Your Highness must give me a token, otherwise it won't be possible. My family is old I am still alive in Liangzhou, and I am doing fine with the prince.
"As for revenge, Dalang doesn't even think about it now, let alone me? As long as I'm still alive, there is still hope."
Seeing that Situ Jian didn't speak, Fu Qingchu turned around and left.
"Third girl, please wait a moment."
Fu Qingchu turned to look at him, "Has your Highness thought about it?"
Situ Jian came over and took off the jade from his waist, "This is the jade your Majesty gave me when I was crowned. Is it a token?"
Fu Qingchu accepted the jade and said with a smile: "After autumn, the weather becomes colder day by day. Please wait for the good news, your highness. I will definitely have a good harvest."
Situ Jian smiled and said, "Wait for me, girl."
